WinterOh! beautiful, beautiful winter, With it's deep white glistening snow. The trees are heavily laden And the sun is sinking low. The smoke curls from the house tops With their roofs of blankets white, When we hear the sleigh bells jingle, On the silence of the night. The roads are hard and frozen And the horses love to go Couples wrapped in furs and blankets Voices ringing through the snow. And the beauty of the morning When the sun peeks on the hills Shinging on the tall, white tree tops With their snowy icy frills. The stumps that had no beauty Now have bonnets snowy white And the cobwebs like of air jewels Sparkle in the morning light. The drumming of the woodpecker And the noisy saucy jay Flits among the snowy branches Their bright colors to display. The noisy flowing river Is wrapped in silence bright And the jolly skating party Stays far into the night. Soon the trees will lose their beauty And the rivers swiftly flow The brooks begin to babble And the snow to swiftly go. Then it's good bye to "Old Winter" You will come again next year. With your soft white, shining beauty Bringing everyone good cheer. © Mabel Boyd Royal-Steen 1918 |